When I was 9, I started lessons on my very first musical instrument – the piano. Thing was, having two competitive siblings play the same instrument wasn’t the best idea, especially when one (my brother) was several years ahead of the other (me).
When I was 10, I started playing the flute. Â I didn’t really choose it. It just happened to be the other instrument my music instructor taught. I guess you could say the flute chose me.
So I went for it. (more…)
There’s a magical moment toward the beginning of my day. It’s my first sip of freshly-ground, freshly-brewed coffee – a delightful blend of Sumatra Iskandar and Decaf Ethiopian with a splash of fabulous creamer (like International Delight’s Almond Joy. So good.). It’s that moment one second after I wonder if I’ve got the right balance of strength and creamer.
There are moments of our lives like that too, when we’re dancing on the edge of something incredible. We hesitate, two seconds away from venturing into it, delicious anticipation dancing on our tongues. (more…)
I’ve been spending a lot of time lately with the Wooster family – Raphael, Jake, and Isabella. To be honest, Raphael is my favorite. We just get along so well. He looks a little something like this:
That’s right. Just when you started to think I might be kinda normal, I tell you I’ve named my paintbrushes. To be honest, it’s one of the only ways I can stay sane with all the painting I’ve been doing. (And yes, the fancy paintbrushes are worth the price. No lie. Invest, people.) (more…)